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The blog is now officially archived. Thank you all for all the fun times and memories. Maybe somewhere, sometime, some place in this great wild world we call the internet, we'll meet again.
Until next time:
See ya space cowboy
Major Announcement: Blog Archival
That’s right, you heard me. After the time I’ve put into this blog, all the effort and time I’ve sunk into it, I’m officially closing down shop. Its not because I’ve lost my muse or i just can’t handle it, rather, after many long stints of inactivity here either due to my own fault or those who I’ve chosen to interact with in combination to a few outside elements, I’ve made the decision to pack it in and leave not just this blog, but also rather the League of Legends RP community behind as a whole.
Why, you may ask?
Aside from the aforementioned state of my blog and the major dry spells I take between active responses which, understandably, can happen with the factor that is real life obligations, after witnessing a fair few comments made by the more vocal and prominent members of the community here and the general atmosphere they have created, I no longer feel comfortable and welcome here. I wont go into great detail on why, as it would no doubt open up a can of worms best left upon the shelf, but as a white dude who enjoys the romantic and emotional company of other dudes and is most definitely comfortable as the gender he was born in, after reading the comments made by those prominent people I no longer feel comfortable being on this blog and in the community in general. Better to remove myself from the situation then stick around.
And I’m afraid that the same will happen to my other only league of legends blogs outside this one, @pxnkbruiser and @evolveandovercome, so as to completely remove myself from the problem. It hurts a lot and I know I’ll be losing contact with a lot of friends that I’ve made over the shared history of the three blogs, but for my own sake I feel that this is the best course of action for me. I will be waiting a bit over a day to archive all three however if only to perhaps gather contacts with the people I’ve befriended over the years should they so wish, but, starting January 7th, this and all other mentioned blogs here will be permanently archived. Its with a heavy heart that I do this, but again, I feel that this is the best course of action for me.
I want to thank each and every one of you for all the fun times and experiences I’ve had here and that, somehow, someway, if we fall out of contact, I hope we can meet again elsewhere.
-Sincerely yours, Karp-mun
PS: for those interested in keeping contact, my discord is the following- Lord Smash Master Groban#3371
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there that being said back to more megadimension neptunia V II
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Major Announcement: Blog Archival
That’s right, you heard me. After the time I’ve put into this blog, all the effort and time I've sunk into it, I’m officially closing down shop. Its not because I’ve lost my muse or i just can’t handle it, rather, after many long stints of inactivity here either due to my own fault or those who I’ve chosen to interact with in combination to a few outside elements, I’ve made the decision to pack it in and leave not just this blog, but also rather the League of Legends RP community behind as a whole.
Why, you may ask?
Aside from the aforementioned state of my blog and the major dry spells I take between active responses which, understandably, can happen with the factor that is real life obligations, after witnessing a fair few comments made by the more vocal and prominent members of the community here and the general atmosphere they have created, I no longer feel comfortable and welcome here. I wont go into great detail on why, as it would no doubt open up a can of worms best left upon the shelf, but as a white dude who enjoys the romantic and emotional company of other dudes and is most definitely comfortable as the gender he was born in, after reading the comments made by those prominent people I no longer feel comfortable being on this blog and in the community in general. Better to remove myself from the situation then stick around.
And I’m afraid that the same will happen to my other only league of legends blogs outside this one, @pxnkbruiser and @evolveandovercome, so as to completely remove myself from the problem. It hurts a lot and I know I’ll be losing contact with a lot of friends that I’ve made over the shared history of the three blogs, but for my own sake I feel that this is the best course of action for me. I will be waiting a bit over a day to archive all three however if only to perhaps gather contacts with the people I’ve befriended over the years should they so wish, but, starting January 7th, this and all other mentioned blogs here will be permanently archived. Its with a heavy heart that I do this, but again, I feel that this is the best course of action for me.
I want to thank each and every one of you for all the fun times and experiences I’ve had here and that, somehow, someway, if we fall out of contact, I hope we can meet again elsewhere.
-Sincerely yours, Karp-mun
PS: for those interested in keeping contact, my discord is the following- Lord Smash Master Groban#3371
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If you'd like to communicate in the meantime, feel free to ask for my discord.
Temporary hiatus
Gotta
Think about some stuff.
Yeah.
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Temporary hiatus
Gotta
Think about some stuff.
Yeah.
#out of blows#mostly#people i associate with and my continued existence in the community#notlikeimallthatbusyorpopulartobeginwith#but#yeah#be back later#maybe.
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[ ♛ ] send me a url and i'll tell you the following;
fcrcebound:
my opinion on;
character in general: how they play them: the mun:
do i;
follow them: rp with them: want to rp with them: ship their character with mine:
what is my;
overall opinion:
**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty.
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Shadows of Doubt
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Like a shadow he had emerged from the dark, something Canus would probably never get used to. It was always so sudden. One second Renzus was there, the next, gone. No doubt it was some sorceries at work that were beyond his understanding, but that was neither here nor there. It had been a long time coming, but Canus had made up his mind on the offer given so long ago.
“No apologies are needed. Needless to say I have been quite busy on work of my own.” He chose to lean against the railing, back turned towards the cityscape with arms folded over his chest. “But, yes. Its about your offer to join. I needed time to find what I needed, but, I think I’m ready to give you an answer.”
“No doubt you’ve heard word by now of words of a traitor to the Empire. A man who rose in the ranks of the Noxian military, claiming his loyalty above all to the the nation that had taken him in despite his blood.” Beating around the bush was quite unlike him, but the reality still stung like salt in an open wound. He had been so close to finding the answers he needed, yet, right on the cusp of his discovery... almost 20 years of loyalty to this empire, completely thrown out the window.
“I don’t want you to get the wrong idea Renzus. This isn’t to seek refuge from pursuit. There is something out there. Something I need to know. And from there...well... I’m not sure.”
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Magic Hunt
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If ever there was a storm brewing within a person, then surely the one in the eyes of this woman was a devastating one. Canus could see it in her eyes. The way she bared her teeth like a cornered animal and feel it in the tightness of her grip. No doubt lesser men and women ha succumbed to such a front, but Canus was no lesser man. The life of one of his brothers in arms had been threatened, be it fault of his own or not, and he would not back down from such a threat. Truly, he was a man who would gladly give his life for the person standing beside him on the battlefield.
“I will, only on your word that you will stay your own hand, mage. The Black Fist take care of their own. I will deal with Jacobs.”
There was no fear in his voice. No trembling, no give, just a steady tone, calm and resilient. All eyes were on them, every weapon poised to strike. It was a tense moment to be sure, but leave it to both Captain and company to remain completely calm. A testament to their own rigid discipline and familiarity with each other.
“I’ll say it once more. Stand down.”
@malevolent-darkness
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the-evolution-comes:
Boredom had struck particularly hard on this day. Not unusual that every so often he would get this way. There is only so much one man can do, and he does so much. To-do lists crossed off and crumpled with no new projects of any kind left him nothing more to do than spin a screwdriver around with just his finger. Round and round, he dragged his finger along the table pushing on the metal stem, letting the wood handle turn and scratch on the metal table.
Upon hearing the voice shouting for an audience with the Herald himself, he stopped his finger and turned his ear towards the source of the sound outside. A visitor? he thought. He reached over the desk for his iridoscope to view the street outside.
“Noxians…” A sigh of disdain made its way out paired with the word. What they wanted from him, he was unsure, but he also did not want to run the risk of getting vandalized. Noxians were unpredictable and untrustworthy in his mind. He reached over for the sonophone and spoke into it, “You may come through the gate, but I will let you in at the door, and, do mind the daisies.”
A small laugh followed after his joke about the daisies that did not make it through the sonophone. As if anything could grow down here.
Grunting, he stood up, stretching out his limbs as he had been stationary for quite some time. Making his way toward the door, he put a few automatons that he had lining the wall on standby, in case the situation got ugly. Hopefully, they were here on strict business, and not the kind that involved murder.
He switched over the latch on the door and the gears on the outside whirred as the mechanism unlocked and the door popped open an inch and slowly swung around to reveal his guests.
“Please, come in. Who do I owe the pleasure of this meeting?”
There was a moment of silence between their words, Canus’s brow furrowing in mild frustration. Had he not been loud enough for anyone on the grounds to hear him? Or was he simply being ignored. While scaling the gate and breaching the building without any sort of permissions was well within his skill set and that of his two party members, he’d rather not resort to breaking and entering just to gain an audience with the man leading one of the more prominent movements in Zaun. He opened his mouth to speak once more, louder this time, before the sound of a voice interrupted him. Seeing no one about besides him and his men, he couldn’t help but look about to try and find the source of the sound. Seeing none, he raised a hand for an order to his men. Advance, but stay on guard. No telling what this place may hold.
But sure enough the gates opened for the trio, allowing them to advance through the Machine Herald’s courtyard with Canus on point. Odd that the voice that had spoken of daisies before the gate had opened as, looking about, he saw no real flowering plants. Was it..?
“A joke then,” He muttered to himself, shaking his head.
“Sir?”
“Nothing Gordan. Just thinking aloud.”
At the front door they waited, their patience greeted by the sound of clanking gears and whirring machinery as it opened. A bit too overly dramatic for Canus’s tastes, but, as the doors fully opened, they were greeted by their host and it seems the rumors he had heard spoke true of Viktor. Even at a glance it was easy to see that this man was more machine than man. A visual display of science ran unchecked. fascinating, yet, disturbing all at once. At his behest they entered, the doors closing behind them.
“Your name is Viktor, yes? My name is Canus Ifrit, of Noxus. Captain commander of the Black Fist Company, 56th infantry.” A slight bow was given out with the formalities, Canus knowing well enough to show proper respect towards those who deserve so. “I’ve come with a request of you, if you are willing to take a moment to listen.”
Mankind, Redefined (closed)
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Before 2017 ends, inbox me something that you’ve always wanted to tell me.
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musingsource :
suggestive starters meme ( nsfw )
why don’t you make me?
i like you better on your knees.
i can think of a few ways to shut you up.
i wonder if you’re as loud in bed as your are everywhere else.
try and stop me.
is that a complaint i hear?
i hope you’re not too fond of that shirt.
why are you siting over there? there’s a perfectly good lap right here.
i thought you liked it when i was bossy.
are you saying this doesn’t turn you on?
i can tell you’re hot and bothered from all the way over here.
i hope you don’t plan on walking much tomorrow.
you’re not the boss of me.
you’re hot when you’re angry.
don’t make me come over there.
i’m this close to taking you over my knee.
you’re being an awfully bad boy/girl.
you know you want it.
you sure talk a big game… but can you live up to it?
i’m not sure you could handle me.
is that a challenge?
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deathless ♚ sentence meme
You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.
You are going to break your promise. I understand.
You’re lonely too.
It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.
I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.
I am your servant.
I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.
For you alone I will be weak.
I belong here, and you will not deny me.
I say these things, and the world listens.
I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.
In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.
I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.
I moved the earth and the water for you.
You will always run away with her.
You will always lose her.
You will always be a fool.
You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.
You have already done all of this and will do it again.
No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.
We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.
What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.
There need never be any rules between us.
Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.
Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.
I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.
Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.
I can’t abide a poor liar.
You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.
Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.
Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.
Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.
In his own country, Death can be kind.
What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?
Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.
I am no one; I am nothing.
Nothing in me was not made by you.
A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.
Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.
Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.
I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.
If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.
What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?
Don’t you dare speak to me like that.
I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.
I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.
I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.
I have learned to watch everything die.
I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.
Are we not devils?
No one is now what they were before the war.
I have not seen you without your skin on.
Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.
We obsess. It’s in our nature.
I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.
In war you must always choose sides.
If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.
We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.
My old bones will follow yours soon enough.
It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.
I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.
After love, no one is what they were before.
I have survived, but I have not been spared.
In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.
Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.
It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.
You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.
You will be so beautiful when you are old.
I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.
You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.
I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.
She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.
I still want to kiss you.
My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.
What happens to anything beautiful?
I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.
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